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"Nope! I was just thinking about finding a pretty girl who needed what only I could give them!" Raven rolled her eyes at his response. “I guess I saved the poor girl then,” she retorted. "Why did you ruin one of my designs?" She stared up at him, not amused in the slightest and only offering him a cynical half-smile. Raven was beginning to get slightly irritated and they hadn’t even started yet. Maybe gaining the respect of her peers and becoming the biggest bad ass the ark has ever seen, wasn’t worth it. Not if she had to suffer Wick and his “jokes” for an entire job. Who knew how long it would take?

She sighed. Raven had known Wick for a while, long enough to know he was one of the best engineers here, and long enough to know he could be a real pain in the ass. She’d managed to pretty much avoid him for most of that time, but now her time was up. She needed him, and there was no one else she could trust with a job like this. “Look, are you going to help me out or not?” She asked, well more like demanded. “Because if not I can go elsewhere.” She was bluffing of course, but she couldn’t have Wick knowing how much she needed his skills….work skills of course, she wouldn’t be in need of any other skills he may or may not have. Regaining her train of thought and getting it away from any sort of gutter, Raven shuffled in her place nervously. She hated asking for help, it made her feel like she was in his debt or something, like she owed him. And Raven dreaded to think of what he could ask of her in return.

“You ok?” She tried to smile but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Yes,” she answered, a little too quickly. Not quite sure if it was a lie or not but wanting to reassure him. Raven felt tense and a little panicked. She had no idea how he was going to react and she hated not knowing. What if he backed out? Raven wasn’t sure if she could do this alone. She needed him and that terrified her.

Taking a deep breath she finally mustered up enough courage to speak. “Look, this might not be easy to hear,” she began, because it certainly wasn’t easy for her to hear. Bringing a child into this godforsaken world was the last thing she’d wanted to do, but there was plenty of time to think about those consequences later.

“I’m pregnant,” she continued, her heart beating fast and hard. Raven almost felt compelled to run away and hide but she stood her ground. “I don’t expect anything, I just thought you should know,” She quickly added. Raven had learned to keep people at arm’s length and while Wick was slowly trying to break down those walls this was different. Raven was having a baby, and she wasn’t about to force Wick to do this with her if he didn’t want to. No matter how much she wanted him to.

Raven was only in the first month of being a Zero-G mechanic but she was loving it. Sure she got all the manual labour jobs, being the youngest one there but she didn’t mind. She enjoyed every second of it, the weightlessness; the freedom. She felt a familiar twinge of guilt every time she felt happy about her job. Finn always told her that he was fine and that she should enjoy herself whenever she visited. But sometimes that was difficult, especially when he was locked up because of her. Raven sighed, she couldn’t go down this train of thought every time she went out for a job.

The other mechanics always talked about a set of thrusters just outside Mecha station that had been faulty for years. Bets have been made and lost over the years and still no one’s been able to fix them. But Raven was going to. Being the only girl, she felt determined to gain their respect and be treated as an equal and this was the way to do it. The others mocked her but she didn’t care. They’d be eating their words soon enough. Hell, she'd force them down their throats if she had to. After going on her last inspection of the thrusters she made mental notes of all the issues before getting back inside the ark. It was definitely out of her league. The thrusters were completely toast. They’d only be useful as spare parts, meaning new ones needed to be designed and built. And that meant engineering, which meant…Wick.

She wasn’t one to ask for help and under any other circumstances she’d just accept defeat and move on. But Raven was desperate, so with a sigh she made her way towards engineering. As much as she’d hate to admit it, he was the best engineer there. Even if he did irritate her. Raven spotted him with his back turned standing over a table. “Wick,” she called as she approached him. “You busy?” She reluctantly asked, ready to roll her eyes at his response. This was going to be a long job.

Tag: Kyle Wick

She followed him to his tent. It was as good a place as any. Entering first, she kept her eyes on the exit just in case she needed to make a quick retreat. "What's going on?" Raven decided early on that she wasn't going to keep this from Bellamy. He had a right to know being the one to knock her up and all. She hated secrets, being hurt by them enough in the past. Raven pushed thoughts of Wick and her hypocrisy out of her mind. One massive confrontation at a time.

She tried to keep herself composed as she turned to Bellamy. Her heart was beating so hard she was almost sure he could hear it. Raven didn't think it would be this terrifying. Realising she actually cared about what Bellamy was going to say; how he was going to react...it was making her panic. Her eyes kept darting towards the exit while she continuously rubbed her hands together nervously. She could still pretend there was nothing wrong and just leave. Maybe even lie later on and say it was Finn's. But she'd done the math, it was definitely Bellamy's and eventually he'd figure that out too. Before she could chicken out she finally looked at him, her uneven breathing giving away her panicked state.

"Look, I'm going to cut right to the chase." It was best to get it over and done with as quickly as possible; like ripping off a band aid. "I'm pregnant and it's yours," she stated firmly; or as firmly as she could. "I don't expect anything from you okay? I just thought you had a right to know." Raven was preemptively letting him off the hook. She wasn't going to ask for his help or guilt him into feeling an obligation to her or the baby. He didn't ask for this, well neither of them did. But she was giving him an out, while not even sure if she wanted him to take it or not.

Raven had been suspicious for a while but she’d pushed the thought to the back of her mind because there were bigger, more important things to worry about, like winning a war and saving their friends. But now they were home and nothing was currently trying to kill them so she couldn’t avoid it any longer. Raven was way past late. She’d held on to the hope that maybe extreme stress had caused her to just skip a month but she knew her body and how it responded to things like stress, and this had never happened before. But she needed to be sure. So she waited until Abby was alone in medical and had her do a blood test.

It was positive. She was definitely pregnant. She left medical before Abby could say a word only asking her not to tell anyone. She wouldn’t of course and Raven knew that. She trusted Abby. Finding a space alone in camp hidden away, Raven sat down. She wouldn’t dare going to her tent or engineering or anywhere Wick could find her. She was going to avoid him and that conversation like the plague; or at least for as long as she could. Raven just let herself cry. She wasn’t ready for this. Now was not a time to bring a baby into this ruthless world where they were always on the brink of war and surrounded by death.

Raven’s hand slowly stroked the scar on her abdomen left from when the grounders tortured her after falsely accusing her of trying to poison their commander. She thought back to the gunshot wound she’d suffered by Murphy’s hand and more recently to the bone marrow extraction. Her whole body shivered when she thought of it; of the excruciating pain she'd endured. The whole time this baby had been inside her fighting to survive just like the rest of them. She almost smiled at the thought. Getting up she knew there was one thing she had to do; tell the father.

She found Bellamy with Miller and approached them. “Could you give us a minute?” She asked, and Miller obliged leaving them alone. Consciously trying to keep every breath steady Raven turned to Bellamy. “I need to talk to you,” she said, her tone conveying the seriousness of the topic they were about to discuss. “Could we go somewhere private?”

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Raven laid down on the bed in medical but she couldn’t rest. She hated medical. It reminded her of the pain she’d endured to remove the bullet from her back. Finn had been there though, by her side. He was always there when she needed him. Her cuts had been cleaned and bandaged and she’d been strictly put on bed-rest by Abby. But how could she sleep when every time she closed her eyes she saw Finn’s lifeless body. She felt so angry at herself, Clarke and even Finn. Especially Finn. He’d been the only family she'd ever had and now he’d left her. She was alone. Raven tried to stop replaying the events in her mind but it was all she could think about. He’d always had her back and the one time he needed her she couldn’t save him. No, Clarke couldn’t save him. She’d begun to realise the alternative would’ve been worse but she needed someone to blame for now and Clarke seemed like a pretty safe bet.

What Raven really needed was a distraction. A guard Abby had stationed at the door was making it difficult for her to plan any kind of escape. She couldn’t stay here though. Not alone with her thoughts, it would drive her insane. She needed to get back to the radio. Their friends were still in Mount Weather and the radio was the only way they could ever make contact or get any kind of information about what was going on in there. At least this way she could work on saving people.

Raven sat up on the bed, trying to think of some kind of distraction to lure the guard away when she heard footsteps. Clarke easily walked past the guard and approached her inside. She was last person Raven wanted to see. Feeling the slight rise of a now too familiar feeling of anger, Raven sat up, hissing in pain. “What are you doing here Clarke?” She asked. “Need an ice pack for your face?” Raven added, referencing the blow to the face she’d inflicted on her. She tried to stand before grunting and sitting back down. She needed her brace but it was on the other side of the room. Damn Abby.


Tag: Clarke Griffin